We began a few basic poses, me flirtingly corrected Andrew’s posture with some tender strokes which got incrementally closer to his bulging.....
I do love an imaginative roleplay, and when Andrew contacted me last week requesting me to be his fantasy yoga teacher in Lycra leggings and leotard, how could I do anything but oblige?
My client turned up without his yoga kit, but Iuckily I had a spare pair of leggings handy to get him in the right mood. He did look fetching in them, but perhaps not as much as me, the Lycra clinging to my tight body and showing off the shape of my breasts and bottom nicely. I started to put Andrew through his paces, getting him to take a few tantric deep breaths at first before we embarked on some initial moves.
We began a few basic poses, me flirtingly corrected Andrew’s posture with some tender strokes which got incrementally closer to his bulging groin area, which was already seeping with pre-cum. I prodded and squeezed his inner thigh muscles, moulding Andrew into the shape I wanted him to be, then praised him on his good posture, feeling his bottom and giving it a friendly smack. I then encouraged him to touch my thighs and bottom as I demonstrated a more complex pose, and admire the tightness of my yoga body. I naughtily drew his hands to my breasts, and let him fondle them gently as we began to kiss. This yoga lesson was starting to really hot up!
I began to tease my student by asking to lie below me while I did some squats over him (so he could observe my technique, of course), but I was squatting so low over him that my pussy was skimming his face. Off with the leggings and leotard it was then! This class was to be conducted naked henceforth. More squatting ensued, now my wet pussy hovering millimetres above Andrew’s hungry tongue. I dipped a bit lower so that he could finally taste me. An unusual yoga practice perhaps, but nobody was complaining. Andrew licked my swollen clitoris until I came, and he tasted me as my ecstatic moans escaped my mouth.
I peeled off Andrew’s leggings, his erect cock springing out eagerly leaving a massive damp patch where it once had been leaking into. “Someone’s excited!” I teased as I beckoned him onto a low-lying king-size futon for some post-workout frolics.
After a short but intense tantric massage that prolonged Andrew’s passions further, my hand wandered to his cock, still rock hard and dripping with pre-cum. Could I possibly make this poor yoga student wait any longer to fuck me? Haha....maybe! A tantalising blow-job kept him on the edge even further. But it was time to feel the benefits of our bending and stretching now. I bent back so my hands and shoulders were on the floor, and asked Andrew to fuck me whilst I was positioned like that, in a yoga pose known as ‘the wheel’. It certainly got Andrew ‘wheels’ worked up as he plunged his cock into me and thrust into me while I held the pose, fucking me hard and feeling sensations not normally felt in this unusual position. I then bent over on my front for him, more ‘downward dog’ than doggie style. He grabbed my thighs and fucked hard and fast until he finally came. What a workout! Whether it was the yoga or the fucking, I certainly felt very floaty afterwards! Maybe Andrew was a bit sore the next day...but I’m sure he thought it was worth it.
Creative roleplay ideas...I love them. Keep ‘em coming!
